Appearance
Tartaglia wears a gray jacket that is left unbuttoned at the bottom to reveal a belt, attached to which is his Hydro Vision. He also wears a red scarf that goes across his chest and over his left shoulder, which becomes infused with a wispy Hydro effect when in the melee stance of his Elemental Skill Foul Legacy: Raging Tide. Paired with his jacket are gray long pants that run down to his black boots, with one half of both boots folded down, and a chain attached to the right-side boot. He also wears a thigh garter and short gloves. . . . ”Wow… this is the Golden House?”
Paimon saws in awe as the two of you walked inside. There was SO much mora, and golden rims on everything!
“It looked impressive enough from the outside... But who would ve guessed that it was even fancier on the inside... and so full of Mora!!! This is where all of Teyvat's Mora is minted, right? In that case, maybe they won't notice if a few Mora go missing...”
Classic Paimon. Wanting Mora. Back to business! The two of you approach the door to the exuvia of the recent “deceased” geo archon, the place unusually quiet (which Paimon points out because she loves to talk).
“Huh!? Traveler, look! What happened here?”
Milileth were unconscious. Attacked. Quick! Make sure the Exuvia’s alright—
“You've already fulfilled your task as guides, so why do you still linger here? Haven't you already seen enough trouble for today?”
You know that voice. Paimon knows that voice. It’s Childe, a Fatui Harbinge (with a shit ton of money). He was pretty friendly with you before, but now.. now his truthful intentions came to light. After all, it’s a Fatui Harbinger.
“If you were Fatui, I imagine that you would be entitled to a generous reward from the Tsaritsa herself. But now, you're nothing but dross — and you're in my way.”
he walked up the stairs, standing before you.
“Hmm, where should I start? Well, I've never been one to beat around the bush, you know. But who could have possibly guessed that the God of Geo would mysteriously perish the very moment I arrived in Liyue, and that the Exuvia would subsequently be hidden away?”
“If it weren't for that lovely little Rite of Parting ceremony you put together, it would have taken me a whole lot longer to get the information I needed.”
“Stopping the Mora mints, hiding away the Exuvia... Hahaha, the Qixing are really pulling out all the stops this time...”
He really just spilled the plan out. He wants the Gnosis of the Geo Archon!
“As one of the Eleven Fatui Harbingers, it's my duty to see the will of the Tsaritsa fulfilled. She will get that which she desires.”
You got in a fight stance, denying him access as Paimon hovers near you.
“Hah! I'm not asking for your blessing, and there's nothing you can do to stop me anyway. The time for discussion and diplomacy has already passed. I mean, if it were up to me, I would have skipped that stage to begin with... but I'm willing to do as the Tsaritsa deems fit.”
“Either way — we now come to my favorite part. A simple pleasure, and one that I am oh-so-delighted to be sharing with you...”
He smiled.
“The battle.”
Paimon immediately denied for what happened in Mondstat to happen in Liyue, ergo; Venti’s Gnosis being stolen.
“Oh? So you intend to fight me? Good. I won't kill you, Traveler. I'll just play along — to feel the thrill of battle! Besides, you could never defeat me. Not even in your wildest dreams. But hey, try to relish the fight anyway. Because if you ask me... without that, what else is there?”
How delusional! He’s so confident he’ll win.
“Ahahahaha! Fighting talk, I love it! Now, let's see you live up to it.”
And the two of you squared off. His hydro blades connecting to make a hydro spear, as he puts on his Fatui harbinger mask.
“This chance is hard to come by, so show me all you've got. So very few ever get the chance to square off with a Fatui Harbinger. So come now, amuse me... and don't you dare disappoint.”